Iyabo’s 11-page letter to her father, Olusegun Obasanjo
“It
brings me no joy to have to write this but since you started this trend
of open letters I thought I would follow suit since you don’t listen to
anyone anyway. The only way to reach you may be to make the public
aware of some things. As a child well brought up by my long-suffering
mother in Yoruba tradition, I have been reluctant to tell the truth
about you but as it seems you still continue to delude yourself about
the kind of person you are and I think for posterity’s sake it is time
to set the records straight.
“I will return to the issue of my long-suffering mother later in this letter.
“Like
most Nigerians, I believe there are very enormous issues currently
plaguing the country but I was surely surprised that you will be the one
to publish such a treatise. I remember clearly as if it was yesterday
the day I came over to Abuja from Abeokuta when I was Commissioner of
Health in OgunState, specifically to ask you not to continue to pursue
the third term issue.
“I had tried to bring it up when your
sycophantic aides were present and they brushed my comments aside and as
usual you listened to their self-serving counsel. For you to accuse
someone else of what you so obviously practiced yourself tells of your
narcissistic megalomaniac personality.
Everyone around for even a
few minutes knows that the only thing you respond to is praise and
worship of you. People have learnt how to manipulate you by giving you
what you crave. The only ones that can’t and will not stroke your ego
are family members who you universally treat like shit (sic) apart from
the few who have learned to manipulate you like others.
“Before I
continue, Nigerians are people who see conspiracy and self-service in
everything because I think they believe everyone is like them. This
letter is not in support of President Jonathan or APC or any other group
or person, but an outpouring from my soul to God. I don’t blame you for
the many atrocities you have been able to get away with, Nigerians were
your enablers every step of the way. People ultimately get leaders that
reflect them.
“Getting back to the story, I made sure your aides
were not around and brought up the issue, trying to deliver the
presentation of the issue as I had practiced it in my head. I started
with the fact that we copied the US constitution which has term limits
of two terms for a President. As is your usual manner, you didn’t allow
me to finish my thought process and listen to my point of view. Once I
broached the subject you sat up and said that the US had no term limits
in the past but that it had been introduced in the 1940s after the death
of President Roosevelt, which is true.
I wanted to say to you:
when you copy something you also copy the modifications based on the
learning from the original; only a fool starts from scratch and does not
base his decisions on the learning of others. In science, we use the
modifications found by others long ago to the most recent, as the basis
of new findings; not going back to discover and learn what others have
learnt. Human knowledge and development and civilization will not have
progressed if each new generation and society did not build on the
knowledge of others before them.
The American constitution itself
is based on several theories and philosophies of governance available
in the 18th century. Democracy itself is a governance method started by
the ancient Greeks. America’s founding fathers used it with
modifications based on what hadn’t worked well for the ancient Greeks
and on new theories since then.
“As usual in our conversations, I
kept quiet because I know you well. You weren’t going to change your
mind based on my intervention as you had already made up your mind on
the persuasion of the minions working for you who were ripping the
country blind. When I spoke to you, your outward attitude to the people
of the country was that you were not interested in the third term and
that it was others pushing it. Your statement to me that day proved to
me that you were the brain behind the third term debacle. It is
therefore outrageous that you accuse the current President of a similar
two-facedness that you yourself used against the people of the country.
“I
was on a plane trip between Abuja and Lagos around the time of the
third term issue and I sat next to one of your sycophants on the plane.
He told me: “Only Obasanjo can rule Nigeria”. I replied: “God has not
created a country where only one person can rule. If only one person can
rule Nigeria then the whole Nigeria project is not a viable one, as it
will be a non-sustainable project”
“I don’t know how you came
about Yar’Adua as the candidate for your party as it was not my priority
or job. Unlike you, I focus on the issues I have been given
responsibility over and not on the jobs of others. It was the day of the
PDP Presidential Campaign in Abeokuta during the state-by-state tour of
2007 that Yar’Adua got sick and had to be flown abroad. The MKO Abiola
Stadium was already filled with people by 9am when I drove by (and) we
had told people based on the campaign schedule that the rally would
start at noon.
At 11 am I headed for the stadium on foot; it was a
short walk as there were so many cars already parked in and out. As I
walked on with two other people, we saw crowds of people leaving the
stadium. I recognized some of them as politicians and I asked them why
people were leaving. They said the Presidential candidate had died. I
was alarmed and shocked. I walked back home and received a call from a
friend in Lagos who said the same and added that he had died in the
plane carrying him abroad for treatment and that the plane was on its
way to Katsina to bury him.
I called you, and told you the
information and that the stadium was already half-empty. You told me to
go to the stadium and tell the people on the podium to announce that the
Presidential candidate had taken ill that morning but the rest of the
team, including you and the Vice-Presidential candidate would arrive
shortly. I did as I was told, but even the people on the podium at first
didn’t make the announcement because they thought it was true that
Yar’Adua had died. I had to take the microphone and make the
announcement myself. It did little good. People kept trooping out of the
stadium. Your team didn’t arrive until 4pm and by this time we had just
a sprinkling of people left.
That evening after the disaster of a
rally, you said you had insisted that the Presidential candidate fly to
Germany for a check-up although you said he only had a cold. I asked
why would anyone fly to Germany to treat a cold? And you said “I would
rather die than have the man die at this time.” I thought of this
profound statement as things later unfolded against me. Then I thought
it a stupid statement but as usual I kept quiet, little did I know how
your machinations for a person would be used against me. When Yar’Adua
eventually died, you stayed alive, I would have expected you to jump
into his grave.
I left Nigeria in 1989 right after youth service
to study in the US and I visited in 1994 for a week and didn’t visit
again until your inauguration in 1999. In between, you had been arrested
by Abacha and jailed. We, your children, had no one who stood with us.
Stella famously went around collecting money on your behalf but we had
no one. We survived. I was the only one of the children working then as a
post-doctoral fellow when I got the call from a friend informing me of
your arrest.
A week before your arrest, you had called me from
Denmark and I had told you that you should be careful that the
government was very offended by some of your statements and actions and
may be planning to arrest or kill you as was occurring to many at the
time. The source of my information was my mother who, agitated, had
called me, saying I should warn you as this was the rumour in the
country. As usual you brushed aside my comments, shouting on the phone
that they cannot try anything and you will do and say as you please. The
consequence of your bravado is history.
We, your family, have
borne the brunt of your direct cruelty and also suffered the
consequences of your stupidity but got none of the benefits of your
successes. Of course, anyone around you knows how little respect you
have for your children.
You think our existence on earth is about
you. By the way, how many are we? 19, 20, 21? Do you even know? In the
last five years, how many of these children have you spoken to? How many
grandchildren do you have and when did you last see each of them? As
President you would listen to advice of people that never finished high
school who would say anything to keep having access to you so as to make
money over your children who loved you and genuinely wished you well.
“At
your first inauguration in 1999, I and my brothers and sisters told you
we were coming from the US. As is usual with you, you made no
arrangements for our trip, instead our mom organized to meet each of us
and provided accommodation. At the actual swearing-in at Eagle Square,
the others decided to watch it on TV. Instead I went to the square and I
was pushed and tossed by the crowd.
I managed to get in front of
the crowd where I waved and shouted at you as you and General
Abdulsalam Abubakar walked past to go back to the VIP seating area. I
saw you mouth ‘my daughter’ to General Abdullahi who was the one who
pulled me out of the crowd and gave me a seat. As I looked around I saw
Stella and Stella’s family prominently seated but none of your children.
I am sure General Abdullahi would remember this incident and I am
eternally grateful to him.
Getting back to my mother, I still
remember your beating her up continually when we were kids. What kids
can forget that kind of violence against their mother? Your maltreatment
of women is legendary. Many of your women have come out to denounce you
in public but since your madness is also part of the madness of the
society, it is the women that are usually ignored and mistreated. Of
course, you are the great pretender, making people believe you have a
good family life and a good relationship with your children but once in a
while your pretence gets cracked.
When Gbenga gave a ride to
help someone he didn’t know but saw was in need and the person betrayed
his trust by tapping his candid response on the issues going on between
you and your then vice-president, Atiku Abubakar, you had your aides go
on air and denounce the boy before you even spoke to him to find out
what happened. What kind of father does that? Your atrocities to some of
my other siblings I will let them tell in their own due time or never
if they choose.
Some of the details of our life are public but
the people choose to ignore it and pretended we enjoyed some largesse
when you were President.
This punishing the innocent is part of
Nigeria’s continuing sins against God. While you were military head of
state and lived in Dodan Barracks, we stayed either with our mum in the
two-bedroom apartment provided for her by General Murtala Mohammed or
with your relatives, Bose, Yemisi and your sisters’ kids in the Boys
Quarters of Dodan Barracks. At QueensCollege, I remember being too
ashamed to tell my wealthy classmates from Queen’s College, Lagos we
lived in the two room Boys Quarters or in the two room flat on Lawrence
Street.
No, we did not have privileged upbringing but our mother
emphasized education and that has been our salvation. Of my mother’s 6
children 4 have PhDs. Of the two without PhD, one has a Master’s and the
other is an engineer. They are no slouches. Education provided a way to
make our way in the world.
You are one of those petty people who
think the progress and success of another takes from you. You try to
overshadow everyone around you, before you and after you. You are the
prototypical “Mr. Know it all”. You’ve never said “I don’t know” on any
topic, ever. Of course this means you surround yourself with idiots who
will agree with you on anything and need you for financial gain and you
need them for your insatiable ego. This your attitude is a reflection of
the country. It is not certain which came first, your attitude seeping
into the country’s psyche or the country accepting your irresponsible
behavior for so long.
Like you and your minions, it’s a symbiotic
relationship. Nigeria has descended into a hellish reality where smart,
capable people to “survive” and have their daily bread prostrate to
imbeciles. Everybody trying to pull everybody else down with greed and
selfishness — the only traits that gets you anywhere. Money must be had
and money and power is king. Even the supposed down-trodden agree with
this.
Nigeria accused me of fraud with the Ministry of Health. As
you yourself know, both in Abeokuta and Abuja I lived in your houses as
a Senator. In Lagos, I stayed in my mum’s bungalow which she succeeded
in getting from you when you abandoned her with six children to live in
Abeokuta with Stella.
I borrowed against my four-year Senate
salary to build the only house I have anywhere in the world in Lagos. I
rent out the house for income. I don’t have much in terms of money but I
am extremely happy. I tried to contribute my part to the development of
my country but the country decided it didn’t need me. Like many
educated Nigerians my age, there are countries that actually value
people doing their best to contribute to society and as many of them
have scattered all over the world so have many of your children.
I
can speak for myself and many of them; what they are running away from
is that they can’t even contribute effectively at the same time as they
have to deal with constant threats to their lives by miscreants the
society failed to educate; deal with lack of electricity and air
pollution resulting from each household generating its own electricity,
and the lack of quality healthcare or education and a total lack of
sense of responsibility of almost every person you meet. Your
contribution to this scenario cannot be overestimated.
You and
your cronies mentioned in your letter have left the country worse than
you met it at your births in the 1930’s and 1940’s. Nigeria is not the
creation of any of you, and although you feel you own it and are “Mr
Nigeria” deciding whether the country stays together or not, and who
rules it; you don’t. Nigeria is solely the creation of the British. My
dear gone Grandmother whose burial you told people not to attend, was
not born a Nigerian but a proud Ijebu-Yoruba woman. Togetherness is a
choice and it must serve a purpose.
As for Nigerians thinking I
have their money, when it was obvious I was part of the Yar’Adua
(government’s) anti-Obasanjo phenomenon that was going on at the time.
The Ministry of Health and international NGOs paid for a retreat for the
Senate Committee on Health. The House Committee on Health was treated
exactly the same way. The monies were given to members as estacode and
the rest used for accommodation, flights and feeding. While the Senate
was on the retreat in Ghana, the EFCC asked the House Committee to
return the monies they received for their retreat and asked us in the
Senate to return ours on our return which I refused, as it was already
used for the purpose it was earmarked for in the budget that year which
was to work on the National Health Bill.
The House Committee had
not gone on their retreat. I did nothing wrong and my colleagues and I
on the retreat did our work conscientiously. I asked the EFCC not to
drag my colleagues into it and I am proud I suffered alone. As is usual
in a society where people who are not progressive but take pleasure in
the pain of others, most Nigerians were happy, not looking at the facts
of the matter, just the suffering of an Obasanjo.
As the people
that stole their millions are hailed by them the innocent is punished.
When the court case was thrown out because it lacked merit even against
the Minister, no newspaper carried the news. The wrongful malicious
prosecution of an Obasanjo was not something they wanted to report; just
her downfall. But it really wasn’t about me, it was about right and
wrong in society and every society gets the fruit of the seeds it sows.
How
do you think God will provide good leaders to such a people? God helps
those who help themselves. I have realized that as an Obasanjo I am not
entitled to work in Nigeria in any capacity. I am not entitled to work
in health which is my training, or in any field or anywhere in the
country or participate in any business. I have learnt this lesson well
and there are societies that actually think capable, well-educated
people are important to their society’s progress. Apparently, unless I
am eating from the dustbin, Nigerians and possibly you will not be
satisfied. I thank God it has not come to that based on God-given brains
and brawn.
When I left Nigeria in 1989 for graduate studies in
America, you promised to pay my school fees and no living expenses. This
you did and I am grateful for because, working in the kitchen and then
the library at University of California, Davis and later, working on the
IT desk and later as a Teaching Assistant at Cornell gave me valuable
work ethics for life. I wouldn’t have it any other way. As a black woman
in the early 21st century, I have achieved much and done more than
most. My wish is that black girls all over the world will have the
capacity to create their lives, make mistakes, learn from it and move
ahead.
Moving back to Nigeria, thinking I wanted to serve was
obviously a grave mistake but one brought about by the tragic incident
of April 20, 2003. This was the day five people were shot dead in my
car. The mother of the children was an acquaintance I had met only one
day before the incident.
We had attended the same high school and
university but she was there ten years earlier than I. She had also
studied public health in the UK as I had in the US. It was these
coincidences that made us connect on our first meeting and then she
decided to visit on the Saturday of the election of 2003 when the
incident occurred. I am scarred for life by that incident and I know the
mother was too as we both looked back to see two men on each side of my
car shooting.
I understand her trauma and her behaviour since
then can be judged from that. Nigeria is a nasty place that pushes
people to lose their compass. I participated in the campaigns leading to
the elections that day, more because this was my first experience of
electoral process in Nigeria. Growing up there were no elections and I
was too young in the 1979 and 1983 elections. It was interesting to see
democracy at work. When Gbenga Daniel who I campaigned for offered me a
job, I probably would have declined it, if not for the memory of the
dead.
I felt I had to engage in making the country progress and
to avoid such incidences in the future. I don’t need to tell you or
anyone what kind of governor and person Gbenga Daniel is. As usual when I
found out, you would not listen to my opinion but found out for
yourself. I also campaigned for Amosun for the Senate in 2003. I have
had some wonderful Nigerians do good to me, I will never forget the then
Minister of Women Affairs, who saw me talking in the crowd at a
campaign event and was alarmed and said “bad things can happen to you
out there, I will give you one of the orderlies assigned to my office to
follow you”. This was the police man that died in my car that day. I
never really thought bad things would happen to me, I moved around
freely in society until that shooting scarred me and I accepted a police
detail. I was constantly scared for my life after that.
You
called me after your vengeful letter as usual, looking out for yourself
and thinking you will bribe me by saying the APC will use me for the
Senate. Do you really know me and what I want out of life?
Anyone
that knows me knows I am done with anything political or otherwise in
Nigeria. I have so much to do and think to make this world a better
place than to waste it on fighting with idiots over a political post
that does no good to society. That letter you wrote to the President,
would you have tolerated such a letter as a sitting President? Don’t do
to others what you will not allow to be done to you. The only thing I
was using that was yours was the house in Abuja where I left my things
when I left the country. I eventually rented it out so that the place
would not fall apart but as usual you want to take that as well. You
can’t have it without explaining to Nigerians how you came about the
house?
As I said earlier, this is not about politics but my
frustration with you as a father and a human being. I am not involved
with what is currently going on in Nigeria, I don’t talk to any Nigerian
other than friends on social basis. I am not involved with any
political groups or affiliation. You mentioned Governor Osoba when you
spoke to me, yes I was walking down the street of Cambridge,
Massachussets a few months ago, when I looked up and saw him reading a
map trying to cross the street.
I greeted him warmly and offered
to give him a ride to where he was going. This I did not do because I
wanted anything from him politically but because that is how I was
raised by my mother to treat an adult who I really had no ill-will
towards. Some said he was part of the people that manipulated the
elections for me to lose in 2011. I don’t have any ill-will to him for
that because I think they did me a favour and someone has to win and
lose.
I had told you I wasn’t going to run in 2011 but you
manipulated me to run; that was my mistake. Losing was a blessing. As
usual you wanted me to run for your self-serving purpose to perpetuate
your name in the political realm and as the liar that you are, you later
denied that it was you who wanted me to run in 2011.
In 2003 I
ran because I wanted to and I thought getting to the central government I
will be able to contribute more to improving lives and working on
legislation that impacts the country. I found that nothing gets done;
every public official in Nigeria is working for himself and no one
really is serving the public or the country.
The whole system,
including the public themselves want oppressors, not people working for
their collective progress. When no one is planning the future of a
country, such a country can have no future. I won’t be your legacy, let
your legacy be Nigeria in the fractured state you created because, it
was always your way or the highway.
This is the end of my communication with you for life. I pray Nigeria survives your continual intervention in its affairs.
Sincerely,
Iyabo Obasanjo, DVM, PhD
Massachusetts,
USA.
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